"Don't ...... Don't kill him...... I'll take you there......" The moment she saw the blood flowing out, Ye Chuyao gave in, she shouted in despair, and tears kept falling.

"That's pretty much it." The samurai at the head smiled, took the delicate dagger away, wiped it on Xiang Chengxin's chest, and inserted it into his boot.

A warrior escorted Ye Chuyao to lead the way in front, the leader of the warriors followed behind, and the others all spread out and marched on guard.

In the palace, there were five corpses lying on the ground, two of them were black-clad killers, and three were red-clad shipmasters.

"Lin Yiqing, you can't escape." A black-clad killer looked around the room and sneered, "You shouldn't be out of bullets, right?" There are three of us left, and if you are willing to come out, I will give you a chance to fight a fair one-to-one, if you don't come out...... I'm going to blow this place to the ground! Do you choose for yourself, do you want to be blown up, or come out? ”

No one answered.

"Okay, then let me admire the way you were blown up!" The black-clad killer said, taking out a large barrel and wooden-handled grenade and holding it in his hand.

"I heard that the Lei Yan Bullet was invented by you, and that thing has made the officers and soldiers suffer enough, but you can't think of it, right? There are also skilled craftsmen in Japan, who were inspired by you to invent this grenade, which is much more powerful than your thunder bullet! This time, I'll give you a taste! ”

Just as he pulled the grenade's line of fire away, a table flew up to him and knocked him to the ground.

The grenade rolled to the ground at once, and the other two black-clad killers were shocked when they saw this, and immediately retreated outside the hall. A dark shadow carried the light of a sword. Lightning flashed past the two of them.

The two black-clothed killers saw Lin Yiqing who was running towards the door. They raised their guns and tried to shoot at him, but as soon as they turned around, they found that they could not move.

Blood gushed from their waists and abdomen, and just then, a grenade exploded as it landed on the ground.

The moment Lin Yiqing rushed out of the palace, the air wave generated by the explosion lifted the bloody upper bodies of the two black-clothed killers out.

Seeing two half-cut bodies covered with shrapnel falling beside him, Lin Yiqing smiled coldly.

"This 'Seven Cuts' is really worthy of its name!" Lin Yiqing looked at the sword in his hand that had been given to Nozu Michikan by Emperor Meiji, and couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face. "Thanks to them for leaving the knife in the house......"

During Lin Yiqing's illness, in order to prevent someone from assassinating him, Pei Jinquan strengthened the garrison of the Ryukyu Palace, because Lin Yiqing was sick and could not use the weapons he carried, Pei Jinquan was worried that Lin Yiqing's weapons would be used by people with ulterior motives, so he took them all out of the ward and kept them elsewhere, only the "Seven Trunk Cut" treasure knife was left in the room as a decoration.

Lin Yiqing noticed that there were also many corpses outside the hall, among which the two shipmasters and sailors guarding the palace gate were stabbed to death, but they were attacked after being attacked. He also fought hard against the enemy, killing two black-clad killers. But it didn't stop the other black-clad killers from entering the temple.

After discovering the enemy, Lin Yiqing, with his bare hands, killed the leader of these people, and the two shipmasters and seamen guarding the inner temple also killed three killers, but they also died.

Lin Yiqing killed two killers with the snatched pistol, but after that the pistol ran out of bullets, thanks to this knife, Lin Yiqing was finally out of danger.

This time, the black-clothed killers who came to assassinate him were obviously Japanese samurai with superb combat skills, not only proficient in the martial arts of samurai, but also received Western-style combat training, and their individual combat effectiveness was very strong.

At this time, Lin Yiqing couldn't help but worry about his family.

Although he ordered Sister Mochizuki and Junichi Takagi to work with the members of the Odd Soldiers to protect the safety of He Yunqing and Chiho Kirino, but he was not by their side at this time, would they also be attacked by the same enemy?

There was gunfire again in the distance, and Lin Yiqing couldn't help but be secretly worried when he saw that it was the direction of the sleeping palace of King Shangtai of the Ryukyus.

Although the guards of the Ryukyu royal palace were trained by the instructors of the Qianguo Ship Administration and Navy Soldiers, they had not undergone actual combat, and their combat effectiveness was worrying, and the king was a typical traditional literati, and if he encountered the same enemy as he assassinated, he was afraid that he would be more than lucky.

And Bei Jinquan, he won't be attacked there......

A sound of footsteps came, interrupting Lin Yiqing's thoughts. Lin Yiqing saw a group of people rushing here, and immediately dodged and hid behind the pillars.

He saw Ye Chuyao, who was held to the back of his heart with a knife by the man in black, and a boy with blood stains on the front of his clothes.

"Is this it?" The leader of the man in black looked at Ye Chuyao, who was pale and crumbling, and asked.

Ye Chuyao didn't answer, but stared at the ground in front of him.

The leader of the men in black saw the corpses of the two companions who had fallen to the ground, and was obviously taken aback, he waved his hand, and the killers in black immediately dispersed and gathered around this side.

The leader of the men in black stepped forward to look at the corpses, his eyes swept over the corpses of the black-clothed men and the shipmaster and the guards of the Ryukyu Royal Palace, and his brows furrowed.

The two men in black rushed into the main hall, and after a while, they came out again and shook their heads at the leader.

The leader stared at the blood on the ground for a moment, then looked around again and sneered.

"Lin Yiqing, you come out, I know you are hiding here and have not gone far." His voice spread in a deep voice, "You are the only one here who can kill two of my subordinates with a single sword." The blood on the ground didn't clot, which means that they just died, and we arrived immediately, you can't escape so fast. ”

Hearing the other party's words, Lin Yiqing's heart couldn't help but froze.

It seems that the enemy in front of you is not simple......

But at this time, he didn't move, but quietly waited for the other party's next step.

"I heard that although you have the name of a murderer, you pity women and children very much, and I happen to have two hostages here, both of whom are young children. If you don't want to see them dismantled. Just come out. The leader of the men in black continued.

Lin Yiqing looked at Ye Chuyao and the boy with blood stains on his chest. A twinkle of anger flashed in his eyes. He sneered, picked up his knife, and walked out of his hiding place.

As a true soldier, he would never sit idly by and watch women and children being slaughtered.

And what he hated most was the taking of women and children as hostages.

In the original time and space, he had encountered similar situations a few times, all relying on his on-the-spot performance, and the final result was to kill the opponent. Saved the hostages. Of course, once he was also seriously injured and almost died, but it was Xiaotong who pulled him back from the line of death.

But this time......

Seeing Lin Yiqing appear, a smug smile appeared on the face of the samurai leader.

Six black-clothed warriors stepped forward, three armed with knives, and three pulled out pistols, surrounding Lin Yiqing in the middle.

Lin Yiqing didn't see them, his eyes were just fixed on the samurai leader.

"Let go of her, and the boy." Lin Yiqing said calmly.

"Looks like you value this little girl!" The samurai leader burst out laughing. Looking at Lin Yiqing, "Put the knife down!" Slowly! Put it down. Don't throw it over! Otherwise, I'll kill her! ”

Lin Yiqing knew that he would say this, so he slowly squatted down and slowly put the "Seven Trunk Cuts" in his hand on the ground.

Seeing Lin Yiqing put down his only weapon in order to save herself, Ye Chuyao burst into tears again.

When she heard the threat of the samurai leader just now, she was so frightened that she almost fainted, she didn't expect that Lin Yiqing would stand up like this in order to save herself and Xiang Chengxin, and face these vicious gangsters.

Xiang Chengxin looked at Lin Yiqing blankly, and seemed to understand why so many Satsuma people, when they were obviously failing, were willing to follow this person to leave their hometown and come to a foreign country.

Lin Yiqing put down the knife, stood up again, and slowly walked towards this side.

Lin Yiqing took a few steps forward, and the encirclement of six people moved with him, and the distance between everyone and him remained the same.

Lin Yiqing looked at the six people surrounding him, under the dim sky covered with dense clouds, the palace lamp in the distance barely illuminated the nearest enemy to him, that person was holding a revolver, pointing the barrel at Lin Yiqing's head, although he was masked, he looked like a young man.

"Death is coming, Lin Yiqing, do you have anything else to say? Do you think that if you hide in the royal palace of the Ryukyus and have the protection of the Qianguo army, you will be safe? The samurai leader laughed.

"There's only one thing I'm curious about." Lin Yiqing looked at him coldly, "As a samurai of Tokaido and a minions of the Tokugawa Shogunate, you masterless people, how did you survive until now?" ”

When the samurai leader heard Lin Yiqing's words, his face changed, and he was about to order Lin Yiqing to be killed, but Lin Yiqing moved first.

The target of his attack was the young man who pointed a gun at him.

In the drizzle, Ye Chuyao and Xiang Chengxin couldn't see Lin Yiqing's movements clearly, and the gun in the young warrior's hand went to Lin Yiqing's hand, but Lin Yiqing didn't shoot him, but jumped up, hit the opponent's chest with his knee, and then hugged the other party in an extremely weird posture, using the opponent's body as a cover, turning and firing at the other martial artist.

It was just a matter of an instant, Ye Chuyao saw the heads of the other five people burst open with pistols, and it seemed that something warm had splashed on his face.

The samurai leader shouted, stepped forward, and slashed at Lin Yiqing with a knife, Lin Yiqing suddenly pushed the young samurai who had no strength in his arms to the samurai leader, threw the empty pistol at another samurai, dodged and retreated, and picked up the "Seven Trunk Cut".

The samurai leader couldn't hold back, and split the young man's slanted shoulder strap with a knife, and at this time, Lin Yiqing had already rushed over.

"Ding!" With a soft sound, the body of the samurai leader shook and took a step back, while Lin Yiqing stood there steadily,

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